Murder House

[That Idiot]

Andrew was walking past his father's office, he had finished talking with his mother and he just had a few bruises. He peaked into the room to see who he suspected was in there. His green eyes sparkled a little as he listened to Timothy speak. He smiled a little and looked down. He then walked past and went to his room, thinking hard about things.

 

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A few moments later and the therapy session came to an end, Timothy was dismissed and was even escorted through the house after the previous week's invasion on his sons privacy. But, little did Dr Howard know, the moment he shut the door on Timothy, he walked back inside, quietly shutting the door behind him. He walked up the stairs, invisible to the human eye, and past Moira, who glared at him as he walked by her. He hated her, and she hated him too.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew was laying upside down on his bed, over the side, his shirt slightly slid up, just above his belly button. He didn't think that he'd be talking to Timothy today since he knew his father would make sure he left. Andrew was reading a book, a different one since he finished his last one. The title was "Delirium " The book was about how the people int he book thought love was a virus, something that needed to be terminated and a young girl who was different, who hadn't been cured yet, falls in love with someone who was part of the 'wilds'. He chewed his lip slightly, deep into the book.

 

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Timothy pushed open the door to Andrew's room slowly, making himself visible to the human eye as he did so, then shut it behind him, standing there and looking at him reading his book. He didn't even think that Andrew had heard him enter, so a smirk played on his lips as he took a step closer. "What're you reading?" He suddenly said, loudly, hoping to scare Andrew a little bit. He loved it when he scared people, lived for it. Well, died for it.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew jumped, causing him to fall, hit his head and land on his back, along with dropping his book and loosing his place. "Ugh... What the hell, Timothy?!" Andrew sat up, feeling a little dizzy because of the blood had rushed to his head and now it was flowing regularly again. "What are you-" he cut himself off with another question. "How did you get in here? I thought my dad would try and kick you out after your session?" he asked curiously.

 

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"He did, he was successful. But I sneaked back in." Timothy said it matter of factly, and walked over to Andrew's chalkboard on the wall of the room, he picked up a piece of chalk and twirled it in between his fingers while looking at Andrew. "Don't pretend that you're not happy to see me." A grin forms on his face, and he let it fade into a pleasant smile as he turned around, his back now to Andrew, facing the chalkboard. He begin to write something out on it, in block capitals.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew stood up and walked over to his usual spot on the floor and crossed his legs. He smiled a little and looked down, messing with the rug. "I wasn't pretending that I wasn't happy to see you." Andy chuckled. "I was asking a question." he said a bit matter of factly, right back to the 'slightly' older boy. "Can you keep a secret?" Andrew suddenly asked and bit his lip with a small smile on his face.


(This part obviously wasn't in the show but I'm gonna add it in the rp anyways.)

 

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"Of course I can." Timothy says absentmindedly, finishing the word on the board and putting the chalk back in its place. 'Taint' was written in block capitals, and he looked at it for a moment before turning around and going to sit down across from Andrew. He sat cross legged, looking at Andrew and smiling a little. He wondered what Andrew was going to tell him, and also if Timothy would be caught there again. He hoped not, he was willing to hide under the bed if he had to.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew watched him write for a moment before going and getting something, something he had to carry with two hands. He then sat back down before Timothy could see what he was carrying. He sat it down behind him as he crossed his legs once more. He pulled it out from behind him after Timothy sat down. It was a bong. It was beautiful, like stained glass the colors seemed watery and clear. The colors used on it was a lavender purple and light black, like gray but it wasn't. "My dad would freak is he found this i my room." Andrew chuckled lightly.

 

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"Holy shit man," Timothy grins slightly and looks at the bong, "you get cooler by the minute!" He looks away and let's his grin fade into a smile. "You ever tried the heavier stuff?" He asks, "coke, heroin. That kind of thing?" He kept listening intently, making sure that Dr Howard wasn't on his way up the stairs.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew smiled a little and looked back down. "Nope... Nothing that heavy. I mean.." he looked up. "I've dropped an acid before.. and smoked Salvia. Shits hallucinogenic as fuck. " he mumbled and shook his head slightly and looked into the other's eyes, his own sparkling with wonder, "Why? Have you?" A small smile spread on Andrew's face.

 

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"Have I?" He echoes, and leans backwards, resting on his elbows. "Man that shit makes you feel great," his smile spreads into a large and slightly disturbing grin as he remembers the times when he could do it. Now, it didn't matter if he could get his hands on it. Nothing replaced the dead and hollow feeling inside of him, not even drugs. Nothing. The only time he ever felt something was Halloween. Yeah, when the spirits could wander freely on Halloween, Timothy had realised that one of the perks was that they could also slightly experience what it was like to be alive again, they could feel things much more clearly, though not to the extent that humans did. If he wanted to feel what he felt when he was alive, he had to take triple the usual amount. That much could kill someone.

 

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"Really?" Andrew smiled more and rolled over to lay on his stomach. He then got up and put his bong away. "Ya know.." he started as he found a way to hide it one of his largest drawers. "You should do it with me sometime." he trailed off a bit as he went to grab his I pod and realized how that sounded. " Drugs, that is." Andrew looked back at Timothy, smiling happily as he put on Lithium by Nirvana.

 

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Timothy laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners as the grin stayed on his face. "What about we do both?" He says, winking and biting his lips, before sitting upright properly. He suddenly had a thought, what if Andrew wasn't even gay? He felt rude asking, the kid might not even want anyone to know. "Sorry that was uh.. Uncalled for," he says, looking down slightly and licking his lips nervously. He mumbled along with the song under his breath. Nirvana was one of his main influences when he was alive.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew felt his stomach sink slightly and a light blush spread across his cheeks at the thought of it but he quickly shook it off and his smile appeared again. "It'd fine, don't be sorry. You're crazy remember? You can do and say anything you want." He chuckled and sat right in front of Timothy again. Suddenly Moira walked in to tell Andrew to turn his music down. She opened the door, "Would you mind turning your music down a little, Andrew?" she asked but her mind was somewhere else, for she looked at Timothy instead of him. "Shut up you old bat." He grumbled and looked down, messing with the rug again. The maid sighed and closed the door behind her, seeming to shoot Timothy a look that seemed like a warning. "God, I wish my parents would just fire her already. Ya know, I saw her climbing all over my father? Ugh he fucking disgusts me, young women, old women, I'm surprised he hasn't started up with men at this point." Andrew made a face.

 

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When Moira walked in, Timothy glared at her, and as she left he made the impression that he was biting something to her, knowing that she would know what he meant. He'd had a long time to get to know her, and her talents. Many of the men in this house had fallen prey to her ways. "Is he having an affair?" Tim says slowly, cocking his head to the side a little bit and turning to face Andrew properly. He loved to hear things like this, about people and their failures, their mistakes.

 

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Andrew shrugged, "I don't know. I don't really know him anymore." He seemed lost for a second until he started talking again, " I do know that he had an affair. My mom literally caught him in the act." He frowned slightly and kept his eyes lowered. He pushed his hair out of his face and looked up. The song was currently Come As You Are by Nirvana. He had the whole Album 'Nevermind' on his Ipod.

 

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Timothy stands up, beginning to walk around Andrew's room again. "That's horrible," he says, looking at him and frowning slightly. "If you love someone then you should never hurt them. Never." He turned away and walked over to the chalkboard again, examining the letters he had previously written. He was curious about Andrew, very curious.

 

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Andrew almost immediately spoke after, "Right? I know." He took in a small breath before beginning once more, " And the worst part is, 6 months earlier my mom had like this brutal miscarriage. The baby was 7 months old and we had to have this macabre funeral. Have you ever seen a baby coffin?" Andrew let out a puff of air as if he was thinking about it, hard.

 

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Timothy looks down at the floor, "I'm sorry." He knew what it was like to lose family members, he understood what it felt like, but he didn't know what Andrew wanted to hear. He began to hear footsteps on the stairs, and he could tell they weren't a womans. Dr Howard's? He inched closer to the bed, ready to dive under it if need be.


(this is pretty much where we left off, so like we should just make this bit up xD )

 

[That Idiot]

(Alright cx )


Andrew didn't hear the foot steps until they were right outside his door and Andrew sprung up at the knocking on his door, "Andrew.." his father called. Andy thought of something to say, "I turned it down some.." he called back and inched closer to the door . His father sighed, "Your music is fine. Can I come in?" he asked. "Ya know... I have some homework I need to finish up... Maybe we could talk later." he mumbled. "For gods sake Andrew." he yelled as he opened the door. "I need to talk to you."

 

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Timothy fell to his knees and rolled under the bed. He had to stay visible, he couldn't let unexplainable things happen while Andrew knew that he should be there. He vowed to take the consequences, but hoped that Dr Howard wouldn't think to look under Andrew's bed. He bites his lip, his stomach pressed flat against the floor as he tried to breath as quietly as possible. He peered out from under the bed, watching Andrew's feet.

 

[That Idiot]

Andrew cleared his throat slightly, "About what?" He was clearly sort of nervous but his father seemed just as nervous and didn't seem to notice Andrew's nervousness. "Can we sit?" he asked. "No." Andrew said immediately, still pretty disgusted with his father from earlier. "I understand... but... I just wanted to tell you that I'll be leaving for Boston in a week, I have a patient the-" Andrew cut him off. "Bullshit, isn't that where your that bitch lives that you cheating on mom with? You may be able to fool her but you can't dot hat to me. You're a horrible husband." Andrew spat angrily which earned him a slap across his face, he kept his head turned the way he was slapped. "Don't you dare talk to me like that Andrew, I am your father and you will respect me." He yelled in his son's face before he closed the door in his face as well.


(Once again a scene that never happened but I just wanted to add for purposes later. )

 

[buildingaspaceship]

Timothy crawled out from underneath the bed and climbed to his feet, he walked over to Andrew slowly. He had heard the slap, and he could see the red mark across his face. "Are you okay?" He asks, "Is that how you got those bruises?" He points at the ones over Andrew's body, not knowing that those were from the boys at school. He bites his lip, waiting for an answer.

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[That Idiot]

Andrew turned to face Timothy and shook his head. "Nope, those are from school. He's never really hit me before but..." Andrew shrugged. "There's a first time for everything." He sat down on the floor again. "Do you have another session with my dad before next week?" he asked, chewing his lip, feeling a but antsy.